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the faaen in reef an he fun tunin pegs, an the broken body o the fiddle wi the bow alangside. Time an wither hid
ruined the wid but he githered up aa the bits he could fin an carefully wuppit them in his jaicket.
Sadly Wully startit doon the glen wi his treasure. Faa the aal man really wiz he'd nivver ken, that he'd been wi
the powers o darkness there wiz nae doot. But michty he'd been fair trickit wi the aal man's company an felt that
sair made that he'd nae get anither chance tae play sic gran music.
A dog barkit in the distance makkin Wully winner if it wiz Loochy barkin but na it wiz only anither dog nae
doot wi it's maister takkin in the sheep. Something powkit his leg an there wi it's tail waggin stood Loochy. He
clappit her an held a work wi her an fin he lifted his ee up the trail, there stood the aal man wavin doon tae him.
He stood up straacht an made tae walk up tae the aal man but the dog growled an pulled at his breeks tae hud
him fae gan up. He understood so waved tae the aal man an turned back doon the glen wi Loochy leadin the wye.
The dog nivver left him an teen him richt
doon as far as Scorranclach then sat at his
heel as if tae say “I'm bidin”! It seemed that
Wully noo hid a dog so he petted her an
lookit intae her bonny wee facie an felt fair
kinichtit. Layin his jaiket doon he
unwupped it tae tak oot the puckle bits o
the aal man's fiddle but instead o bits it wiz
whole an the varnish wiz gleamin. Wully
pickit it up; he wiz a box player an he'd
nivver tried the fiddle. Could he play? So he
pit it aneth his chin like he saa the aal man
dee an liftit the bow an…?
Pat Hutchison 2017
Just one of the cracking tales from Pat’s new book.
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